As an American, I greatly enjoyed staying up till midnight last night watching our swimming and women’s gymnastics teams win gold medal after gold medal.
It was exciting.
It was inspiring.
It was patriotic.
It was convicting.
I’m no athlete. I’ve never played a competitive sport in my life.
But that doesn’t mean that I can’t win gold. I can.
And so can you.
Someday you, and I, and every other human who has ever breathed the air of this planet, will stand before God and give account for their lives. Their words. Their thoughts.
It’s a scary reality.
It’s an exhilarating reality.
It’s a motivating reality.
On that day, some will reach heaven as one who has escaped through the flames.
Others will reap the rewards of their works on earth.
That’s who I want to be.
Friends, I want to go for the gold.
To hear the words, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”
To receive the reward of a life of labor, steadfastness, and perseverance for the Kingdom.
To hear the praises of God lifted high as if it were my own personal national anthem.
Because it is.
No matter what you and I are facing today, let the Olympic Games remind us:
These athletes play in front of a global audience.
We live before a great cloud of witnesses. (Heb. 12:2)
These athletes dedicate their lives to winning a medal that will tarnish and fade.
We dedicate our lives to that which will never fade (I Pet. 1:3)
These athletes dream of hearing their national anthem played.
We dream of hearing God’s praises sung in heaven for all eternity (Rev. 5, 7).
No matter your struggle or your joy today: Live strong. Dream big.
Go for gold.